[ITTO YOUR DOUBLE-CARBS. I think it's funnier if Childe has no clue what that is so he'll just go with the second half of that instead.]
Alright, I'll see what I can do. [There's probably no actual seafood in any of these places so he'll throw together something close to a stir-fried filet, maybe with some weird unsticky white people rice on the side.] There's not much to work with back there, but it's edible.
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Alright, I'll see what I can do. [There's probably no actual seafood in any of these places so he'll throw together something close to a stir-fried filet, maybe with some weird unsticky white people rice on the side.] There's not much to work with back there, but it's edible.
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Mfmmmmmfmm mmfm!
[ girl help ]
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[DON'T DIE VIA STIR-FRY]
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I'm good, dude! I'm a champion eater! I've won almost every eating contest I've ever been in!
[ a .... almost. ]
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The, uh, last one.
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Ah. [He. Gets where this is going.]